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MOTHER GOOSE 

Comes To 65=4 

PORTLAND 



Text and Illustrations 

BY 

FREDERIC W. FREEMAN 



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PORTLAND, MAINE 

Southworth Printing Company 

19 18 






Copyright, 1918 

Frederic W. Freeman 

Portland, Maine 



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To 
M. L. F. 

Like Wee Willie Winkie 
You run through the town, 
Upstairs and down 
In your Red Cross gown. 
Pray pause in your service 
And give me one look: 
To you I would dedicate 
This little book. 




INTRODUCTION 

Old Mother Goose, when she wanted to wander 
Would fly through the air on a very fine gander. 
One day on her feathery monoplane 
She flew right over the State of Maine, 
And liking the looks of Portland town 
She hired a cottage and settled down. 
Then, wishing to keep abreast of the times, 
She brought up to date her ancient rhymes; 
And, if amid the following pelf. 
You, gentle reader, should meet yourself, 
It's because your works have served to induce 
Regard and affection from old Mother Goose. 




HARRY A. ROUNDS 

State Director, Liberty Loans 

Dickery, dickery dock, 

A mouse ran up the clock, 

But the tale of the hands 

Put a crimp in his plans. 

And his wireless to Bill was a shock. 



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PERCIVAL P. BAXTER 
Reprsentative Maine Legislature 

Jack and Jill went up the hill 
To get some power from water; 
Jack was downed by Percy's bill 
And Jill came tumbling after. 




PHILLIP J. DEERING 
Chairman Maine Highway Commission 

Doctor Foster went to Gloucester 

In a shower of rain; 

If he stuck in a puddle 

Way up to his middle 

It wasn't New Gloucester, Maine. 



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LIEUTENANT ALLAN L. G. JENSEN 
American Field Service in France 

'Jenny" shall have a new bonnet, 
And Jenny shall go back to war, 

And wallop the Hun for his Uncle Sam 
As he did for the French before. 




MRS. HELEN D. HEYWOOD 
Chairman of Personnel Red Cross 

Curly Locks, Curly Locks, long life be thine, 
Thy service has made of thine office a shrine; 
Nurses for children and nurses for mothers. 
Nurses for husbands and fathers and brothers. 
Should I need a nurse, Fll send thee this line: — 
"Curly Locks, Curly Locks, wilt thou be mine?" 




NATHANIEL POOLE 

I had a little pony, 

They called him Dapple Gray, 
And many a famous man, sir, 

We carried in our day. 
No more I meet the boats and trains, 

The ancient coach is stored, 
But I'm glad to be succeeded 

By a man like Henry Ford. 




HON. JOHN. F. A. MERRILL 

United States District Attorney 

The Lion and the Unicorn were fighting for the 

crown, 
They landed in the court room after painting 

red the town. 
Judge Merrill said: 'This City's not the place 

to pound and slam, 
If you two lads can't keep the peace, go fight 

for Uncle Sam." 




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WM. H. STEVENS 

There was a fat man of Bombay, 

Who was smoking one fine summer's day, 

When a bird called a snipe 

Flew away with his pipe: — 

This is NOT the fat man of Bombay. 




JOHN HOWARD HILL 

A frog he would a-wooing go, 
Heigh-oh, says Rowley. 
On Panther Pond where the bank is high 
The genial Judge he chanced to spy; 
"That wooing will keep till bye and bye," 
Said the frog. Heigh-oh, says Rowley. 




JOHN S. P. H. WILSON 
United States Marshal 



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A, B, C, tumble down D, 

Offenders John places in fetters, 

Though sleuthing his regular business may be, 
You'll admit he's a person of letters. 




DR. J. S. JAMIESON 



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There was a little girl, 

And she had a little curl, 
Right in the middle of her forehead; 

If it weren't for the merriment 

Of Dr. Jimmy's mood, 
Her envy might incline her to be horrid. 




HOLMAN F. DAY 



If all the world were water 

And all the water were ink 

We still could live, for Holman Day 

Would furnish us food and drink. 




JUSTICE 

TO 

WOMEN 

BY 

NATIONAL 
ACTION 




FLORENCE BROOKS WHITEHOUSE 
Chairman for Maine, National Woman's Party 

Simple Simon met Mrs. Pieman, going to the fair; 
Said Simple Simon to Mrs. Pieman, 'Xet me taste 
! your ware." 
Said'' Mrs. Pieman to Simple Simon, ''Will you 

advance my measure?" 
Said Simple Simon to Mrs. Pieman, "If that's the 

price — with pleasure." 




FRED E. EASTMAN 
Chairman Red Cross Shipping Committee 

Two facts I'll tell you about our Fred, 
And you will find them true : — 

His favorite hobbies are Stars and Stripes, 
And his colors are Red, White and Blue. 




H. O. PHILLIPS ''^^^ 

Formerly War Stamp Chairman for Cumberland County 

Sing a song of quarters, a pocket full of rye, 
Fifteen million dollars' worth of stamps in a pie, 
Stuff it full of war stamps as tight as you can 

cram; 
Reckon that'll be some dish to hand our Uncle 

Sam. 




BENJAMIN B. SANDERSON 
Pep-Injector War Savings Campaign 



The reason that Ben works so hard on the 
stamps 

And gives them his hearty endorsement, 
Is because, in addition to helping the war, 

He knows they're a bully investment. 




SILAS B. ADAMS 



Little Jack Horner 

Sat in a corner 

Eating a Christmas pie; 

He put in his thumb 

And pulled out some gum 

And said ''What a good boy is Si." 




LIEUT. WILLIAM ILLINGWORTH 



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Just like Tom, the piper's son, 
Bill learned to play when he was young. 
And the tune that he liked best to play 
Made people stand up right away. 




MRS. ALTHEA QUIMBY 
President W. C. T. U. 



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''Where are you going, my pretty maid?" 
"Vm going a-milking, Sir," she said. 
"What's the idea, my pretty maid?" 
"Constructive criticism, Sir," she said. 
"In asking that people shall give up v^ine, 
I offer a substitute in its stead." 




HON. WILFORD G. CHAPMAN 
President Portland Boys' Club 



Little Tommy Tucker sings at his supper 
Even though he hasn't any white bread and 

butter. 
Whatever be the fare he will sing at his grub 
So long as he's a member of the Portland Boys' J 

Club. '' 



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REV. JAMES F. ALBION, D. D. 

This is the parson, all shaven and shorn, 
Who heartens a world all tattered and torn 
In the black night of strife, by battle worn; 
Fearless he heralds the coming morn 
And points our way in a world to be born 
Out of that spirit, by Huns forsworn. 
That lay in the house that Truth built. 




CHARLES B. CLARKE 
Mayor of Portland 



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"To make your candles last for aye, 

You towns and cities hark-o ! 

To put them out's the only way/* 

Says honest Mayor Clarke-o. 




WILLIAM F. LEONARD 



Jack Spratt could eat no fat, 
His wife could eat no lean; 

And so they ate, instead of meat; 
Bill Leonard's canned baked bean. 




HENRY F. MERRILL 



Says Henry: ''Our harbor's the gate 
For unlimited tonnage of freight, 
But improvements will aid 
To attract foreign trade" — 
And he ought to be backed by the State. 









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JAMES E. MARRINER 



Hey diddle diddle, the cat and the fiddle, 
The cow jumped over the moon; 

For Jim was motoring out her way 
And she jumped not a minute too soon. 




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FRANKLIN LAWRENCE 

Portland Chairman, War Savings Stamps 

If you want to go camping this Summer 

Frank's cabin will suit to a "T", 

Buy plenty of stamps 

And you'll have your own camps 

In the Summer of *twenty-three. 




GRACE NASH HILL 
Chairman Home Service Section Red Cross 

Mrs. Peter Piper asked the Red Cross for pro- 
visions, 

She said her Peter went to France to see that 
Fritz was licked. 

Said Mrs. Hill, "Your call for food requires in- 
vestigation: 

Where's the peck of pickled peppers Peter 
Piper picked?" 




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ALBERT H. FORD 
General Manager Cumberland County Power & Light Co. 

''I love sixpence, pretty little sixpence," 
Wrote Mother Goose in the long ago. 
Now it's ''Pretty six cents, 
I love little six cents. 
Must have six cents to make the cars go." 




WM. M. PENNELL 
County Food Administrator 

Old Mother Hubbard went to the cupboard 

To get a few bones for her kennel; 

But though 'twas well stocked 

The cupboard was locked 

And she had to go ask Mr. Pennell. 




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WALTER B. BROCKWAY 
Efficiency Expert 



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Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall, 

Humpty Dumpty had a great fall ; 

Said Walter, "I'll scramble you right where you 

fell, 
You've saved me the motions of breaking the 

shell." 



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HON. ROBERT TREAT WHITEHOUSE 
Chairman State Board of Charities 

A ship, a ship a-sailing, 

A-sailing on the sea; 

Its captain is the chairman of 

Maine's Board of Charity. 

He's a very gifted lawyer, 

The sea's his recreation, 

And it's being whispered 'round the town 

That his name's his destination. 




SERVICE 

FOB 

HUMANITY 

KNOWS NO 
EXEMPTIONS 





FRANK L. RAWSON 
State Director Red Cross Drive 

Somebody's father or brother, 
Somebody's husband or son, 

Is risking- his Hfe 

In merciless strife 
To safeguard your home from the Hun. 
Somewhere in France he is lying, 
His is the pain and the loss; 

A part of the price 

Of his sacrifice 
Is your pledge to support the Red Cross. 












HON. FREDERICK HALE 

United States Senator 

There was a trusty miller 

Lived by the River Dee 
He ground and ground from morn 'til night, 

No man v^orked more than he; 
And ever the object of his toil 

To folks at home w^as plain: — 
Our Pine Tree State for Uncle Sam, 

And Uncle Sam for Maine. 




FLORENCE MOSHER STEVENS 
President Maine Humane Education Society and Red Star 

Ride a cock horse 

To Banbury Cross 

To see a fine lady 

Who's helping the horse. 

Take the rings from your fingers, 

Of your jewels dispose, 

Let your silver make music 

Wherever she goes. 




JAMES C. HAMLIN 
State Fuel Administrator 



Old King Coal is a merry old soul 
His deputy rules in Maine, 

No matter how big the size of your roll 
If you waste 3^ou will order in vain. 




DANIEL L. BOVVEN 
Chief of Police 

There was a crooked man and he walked a 

crooked mile 
And when he got to Portland he smiled a 

crooked smile, 
But Danny Bo wen spied him with a teapot in 

his blouse 
And now he's living safely in a little steel house. 




RALPH B. WILSON 
Superintendent National Service Club 

Pease porridge hot, pease porridge cold, 
Billiards, pool and library, magazines untold; 
Ralph has nearl}^ everything from auction 

bridge to grub, 
And a welcome for the Yanks at the National 

Service Club. 




CLARENCE W. SMALL 
Treasurer Elks Club 



What he gives us in service and pleasure 
It wouldn't be easy to measure; 

An appropriate place 

Though meager in space 
Is the safe — for the club's greatest treasure. 




WILLIAM E. WHITE 



'Xittle Boy Blue, you must blow your horn, 
Our traffic rules you mustn't scorn; 
When you come to a crossing a signal is due/ 
Said Officer White — and little boy blew. 




CAPT. W. A. ROONEY 
Recruiting Officer, U. S. Navy 

Bobby Shafto's gone to sea 
In the fleet of liberty, 
If you'd do the same as he, 
Go see Captain Rooney. 




PETER PRIDE 
Champion Bowler 



See a pin and pick it up, 
All the day you'll have good luck. 
See a pin and knock it down — 
That's how Peter won renown. 




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MRS. CHARLES F. FLAGG 
Trustee Maine Juvenile Institutions 

Little Miss Muffet 

Longed for her tuffet 

And pined for her curds and whey; 

When Mrs. Flagg spied her 

She vanquished the spider 

And drove all the tear clouds away. 




A. L. T. CUMMINGS 
Publicity Director, Maine Agricultural and Industrial League 

I To market, to market, to buy a fat pig. 
Home again, home again, jiggety jig. 
White ones and black ones and plenty for all, 
A pet for the Summer and pork in the Fall. 




GUY H. STURGIS 

Attorney General of Maine 

A carrion crow sat on an oak, 
Fol de riddle, lol de riddle, hi ding do. 
Below, a man with a tireless spade 
Straight to the roots his pathway made; 
Said the carrion crow: "Vd better go." 
Fol de riddle, lol de riddle, hi ding do. 




WILL C. MACFARLANE 

Municipal Organist 



The Man in the Moon came tumbling down 
And asked the way to Scotland, 

But hearing Mr. Macfarlane play- 
Decided to stav in Portland. 




EDWARD M. HUNT 
Commissioner of Public Works 



Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake, street cleaner man, 
Make the soap go as far as you can. 
Save and conserve it by Hoover's decree, 
But don't spare the water — we're close to the 
sea. 







CHARLES G. ALLEN 
County Director Liberty Loan 

Liberty, pickety, fine fat hen, 

She lays eggs for thrifty men. 

Order a hen from Charles today; 

You can't get stuck — she's bound to lay. 




W. B. MOORE 
Former Secretary Portland Chamber of Commerce 

Mary, Mary, quite contrary, 
How does your garden grow? 
She's turned it over to Mr. Moore, — 
Her methods were much too slow. 



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MISS BERNADETTE MOREAU 

Rock-a-bye Baby 
At concert or hop, 
If Bernadette's absent 
The minstrels must stop. 
Incomplete is the music 
At Keith's or the Strand 
Without Bernadette 
And her Baby Grand. 




MAJOR EDWARD E. PHILBROOK '^•)ilfft 



"There was an owl sat on an oak, 
Fiddle, Faddle, Feedle." 
Though A^ery wise, he seldom spoke, 
His tongue you couldn't wheedle. 

But one there was who knew the way 
To get this wise bird's outlook; 

Political secrets of the day 

He told to Major Philbrook. 




JOHN CALVIN STEVENS 



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What about Jack ? You've heard of the rat 

That ate the malt; of the dog and the cat; 

Of the maid and her cow with the crumpled 

horn; 
Of the priest and the man all tattered and torn; 
Well, here is the JACK — 
Who built the house that Jack built. 




ALMUS D. BUTLER 
Chief of Fire Department 



"Lady Bug, Lady Bug, fly away home, 

Your house is on fire, your children will 
burn." 
Said she: "I should worry — and finish my 
roam, 
Chief Butler will quench it, I needn't re- 
turn/' 




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HALBERT P. GARDNER 



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There was a man in our town 
And he was wondrous wise, 

He found a husky young Bull Moose 
With whom to fraternize. 

But when they saw the Donkey's gait, 
With all their might and main. 

They joined in with the Elephant 
To win the next campaign. 




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DR. C. M. SLEEPER 
Collector of the Port 



Little Tommy Tittlemouse at catching fish suc- 
ceeded 
By trailing hook and line below the dam. 
When the doctor goes a-fishing, not even bait is 
needed 
To land a net return for Uncle Sam. 




KING F. GRAHAM 
Sheriff of Cumberland County 



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The King of France marched up the hill 
With twenty thousand men. 

The "King" of Cumberland County 
Rules the land with eight or ten. 



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